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White bells with pendulums of anise, Harmonies of glass where my lips become puppets, And take me to a gentle river of warm current, Where I dream with seeing your gaze. But I refuse to open my eyes again, Because of the infinite world called kiss, Where
White bells with pendulums of anise, Harmonies of glass where my lips become puppets, And take me to a gentle river of warm current, Where I dream with seeing your gaze. But I refuse to open my eyes again, Because of the infinite world called kiss, Where
White bells with pendulums of anise, Harmonies of glass where my lips become puppets, And take me to a gentle river of warm current, Where I dream with seeing your gaze. But I refuse to open my eyes again, Because of the infinite world called kiss, Where
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